Superman: You have eight kids?
Batman: … That I know of.
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The World’s Greatest Detective, everybody.
Tag: bruce wayne
At a bar…
Bartender: Where’d you get that jacket?
Jason: *sips beer* I was buried in it.
Bartender:
Bartender: *awkwardly moves away*
Idk some Gothamites are wack, they’d probably be into it
Clark Kent, mild-mannered reporter of the Daily Planet, following up on a lead at said bar: Jason? What’re you doing all the way here? Does your fath- Bruce know you’re here?
Batman: *enters the Batcave, half-naked in a singed and tattered Batsuit*
Batman: *heads directly to the Batcomputer, limping, dripping blood on the ground*
Nightwing:
Red Robin:
Robin:
Alfred:
Red Hood: Did you get in a tickle fight with Edward Scissorhands?
When the Batboys disagree with Bruce…
Dick is the son who likes to (dramatically) talk it out with him (and hopefully hug it out after)…
Jason, the one who would rather steer clear of him to avoid a fist fight or any form of parenting from him…
Tim, the one who drowns himself in work (perhaps to collect enough evidence to prove his point)…
Damian, the one who makes snarky comments and spiteful comebacks, but ends up doing what his father says anyway.
*shrugs* Probably.
Robin: *skims a mission dossier*
Robin: -Tt-
Robin: Father would never ask me to do this.
Nightwing: No, you’re right. He wouldn’t. He’d ask me to ask you.
When you show up at the Batcave unannounced after having been “estranged” from your adoptive father for a while…
Nightwing:
Batman:
Nightwing:
Batman: *goes back to typing on the Batcomputer*
Nightwing: Good! Let bygones be bygones. Maybe you want to hug it out or bump fists?
Batman: No. Let’s just work on the case.
But, really, deep, deep, deep, deeeeeep inside, Bruce is jumping for joy at his son’s return
Superman: You know you’re in trouble when Batman thinks you’re in trouble.
Dining out with your best friend be like…
Bruce [to waiter]: I will have a glass of your oakiest chardonnay, please.
Clark: And I will have a waffle with your maple-iest syrup.
Red Hood: *gets off the phone*
Artemis: Duty calls?
Red Hood: Worse. Batman.
Batman: Jason, I’ve been looking for you.
Red Hood: You know, you’ve got a way of saying that where it never sounds like good news.